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I'm Daisy. I'm eighteen movafuckas. I'm not sure who I am but I have pet chickens. I got the best of both worlds. I wont remember your birthday and I might hit you. My plan is to be like that beer advert man, where he travels all over the land drinking. I am best at being second best. I will ask you to marry me. I will be nice/ rude/ sarcastic/ annoying/ happy depending on the weather or my caffeine intake or my ever changing feelings towards you. cya. ❀

roservelle:

you’re making it worse and I can’t do it anymore

You know I’ve been through times where I’ve been so fucked up about situations, so i have had to be like write everything down, you know even feelings i don’t want to acknowledge, especially feelings i don’t want to acknowledge and things that i wish were not true and they are. And you know Its just good because someone else might hear them and be like I’m not an idiot for feeling them things or I’m not weak for feeling them things or I’m not a mug for feeling them things about a man. You know what i mean?

— Amy Winehouse (via hallam-anthony)